Leonhardt sat on the cold black throne, his black eyes observing the room that looked almost identical to his dungeon throne minus the core.
He rubbed his back with a low grunt.
"That damn succubus..."
Zafira beca intoxicated and ended up teaching him the reason most males feared succubi. After she collected his seed the ninth ti, he saw a faint light in the sky and believed he might pass on right there.
It's good that I've evolved into a Majin...
After the tenth battle, Leonhardt finally learned how to absorb vitality from a woman. So the mont they reached a climax, his body shone, and all the exhaustion faded as they both devoured the excess and unneeded energy inside each other.
Well... after that we kept going until a few minutes ago... how decadent.
Leonhardt rubbed the thick bruise on his neck, the place Zafira liked to suck when she ca during intercourse.
The massive love bite still throbbed and slled sweet like her breath.
"Zafira is still unconscious with a happy face..."
Today, the priests from the human kingdom and the church of light would join the summoned hero Kaito to discuss the terms of surrender or possible peace.
He peeked into the dungeon screen to watch her sleeping, the back of his mind analysing her current desires and state.
- Blissful
- Secure
- Loving
- Hoping for a Miracle.
The last one made Leonhardt's spine tingle.
He didn't plan to have any children, not until he managed to defeat Belial and conquer the human kingdom at least. There was also the question of whether a monster created like him could even have offspring.
'Most monster hybrids in this world are sterile.'
Leonhardt thought back to Luka village, where most of the people were born from an elf or half-elf, but when it ca to monsters, their existence was different.
A lot didn't have sexual organs or the ability to reproduce due to the dungeon master who summoned them.
Natural monsters seed fine, but they were much weaker overall.
Forget it.
He swiped the dungeon screen, waiting for Gobomir to bring Kaito and the priests to face him. After being beaten by the goblin two days ago, Leonhardt wondered how the hero might react.
A smile spread on his face as his ears twitched.
In his new form, the Majin form, he could sense things using his imnse mana, though his strength and other physical attributes dropped a small amount, his Mana and Magic power increased almost five tis the previous amount.
With the flick of his long finger, the screen changed to show the initial difference.
[Status]
Attack: 245 --> 200
Defence: 165 --> 120
Speed: 155 --> 180
Magic: 95 --> 440
Charm: 500 --> 650
Mana Purity: SSS --> EX
Although the drop in attributes might seem dangerous due to his duel with Belial in the near future, there was another benefit to Leonhardt taking this new form.
Level: 1 (0/1,000 Experience)
***
The level reset brought sothing that made Leonhardt want to test it—he could kill monsters or humans, gain experience and increase his overall strength again, gaining even more power.
This Majin form is better than I imagined.
[...pervert...]
(Well, how does it feel to be a pseudo spirit?)
Since his change, Ifrit has beco more taciturn and slightly aggressive towards him. He understood that now he could touch, sll, taste and interact with Ifrit and Dravanna's true bodies... and that seed to make the origin of fire a little embarassed.
But Dravanna beca closer, more intimate.
Sotis she would appear in her small form and rub against his cheek, kissing him with her tiny face.
Her scent changed...
He thought back to when they would sit on his shoulders in the past, and he couldn't sll anything—it was a vague idea of a scent, but Dravanna's new scent carried a sweet, salty musk like the ocean and vanilla at the sa ti.
Ifrit slled of sothing soft, like toasted marshmallows and honey...
[!!!]
Leonhardt closed his eyes and listened to the conversation of Kaito and his priests as they walked up the stairs to his throne.
The sound of their footsteps bounced around the stairwell, creating an echo that he could hear clearly while sitting with his legs crossed on his throne.
"But this new body is too tall... and muscular..." Leonhardt's exposed chest with a glowing gemstone at the centre didn't feel cold, but the loose cloth that covered his body, a pseudo kimono like Asuka's, but if he shifted a little, his crotch would be on display.
Why did Zafira veto wearing underwear... damn pervert.
Gobomir walked behind the group, his eyes focused and his stance firm.
Leonhardt tried to analyse the difference between Gobomir and other monsters—it was the intelligence, his pride and aura.
"Welco to my humble abode."
He spoke with a gentle voice, but what ca out was a sensual, husky voice that caused subtle vibrations in the air like a bard performing ASMR, as he waved his hand for the humans to kneel or bow to him.
"M-Monster!?"
"Demon King!"
Two priests in pure white garbs with a golden trim trembled while shouting two strange nas—they were both human males, one older than the other but with similar facial features, most likely father and son.
The younger of the two held an intricately decorated staff, while the older priest held a book bound in gold leaf.
"I might be a monster, but definiately not a demon. Human."
Leonhardt corrected them, but the tone and cadence of his voice shook the room slightly, causing them to tremble and step back in fear.
However, to everyone's surprise.
Kaito showed a look of rebelion, he frowned at Leonhardt while staying rooted.
Not bad.
Leonhardt thought the hero might lack a spine after being defeated by Gobomir, but the bandages on his hands and the bruises hidden along his body indicated otherwise.
The back of his mind focused on the situation, surroundings and prepared everything. It observed Kaito's facial expression and the minute movents of his muscles, from his breathing rate to heartbeats, and even how much air entered and exited his lungs.
Leonhardt found it easy to control his body and focus his mind on the conversation with a clear state of mind.
Elentals have this kind of ability... such a cheat.
He noticed that elents danced around the hero, but only shadow and holy elents... fire, water, wind and earth elentals instead flew towards Leonhardt "Oh?" So of the earth elents danced around Gobomir—this was sothing that Leonhardt decided to keep in mind.
Maybe he can evolve...
"Well, let's not cause any issues and start the discussion." Leonhardt didn't want to clash with the priests and hero just yet. He would enjoy a friendly duel, but now wasn't the ti to completely sever ties with humanity.
All because of Belial and the demons turning their gaze towards him.
The priests looked at each other before the eldest mber with a tall golden hat stepped forward.
(It's called a mitre, dear Master ~)
"I am a bishop under the guidance of the holy father, our Pope."
(That is called a pontiff for your reference.)
"Oh?"
He didn't know why Dravanna decided to teach him such things, but the information flowed into his mind as he listened to them speak. She also beca more clingy and called him Master from the mont he fused several forms into one.
He regretted not adding his dragon form to his Incubus, Djin and Fae forms... but leaving an Arachne, Dragon and Yokai form left the possibility of future fusions to surpass himself.
"Your na, Bishop."
Leonhardt said coldly, his eyes narrowed as he looked down upon their heads. Although they were on their feet, the height of the throne was considerable and made them seem like ants.
"H-henry." The Bishop trembled, his voice shaking as the words escaped his lips.
He felt a little awkward.
The mont Henry spoke his na, Leonhardt received a prompt inside his head that showed him the man's stats.
Bishop Henry • Servant of Light (56)
Title: Touched by the Goddess
Lifespan: 2 years (Poisoned)
Level: 72
[Status]
Attack: 30
Defence: 60
Speed: 120
Piety: 320
Charm: 20
Prana Purity: F
***
The Bishop didn't show any sort of disrespect or hatred, even to Leonhardt in his monster form—instead, he offered a polite greeting and acted reserved.
"It is our pleasure to et one as powerful as yourself."
(Not bad for a human... since the poison has lowered all his physical attributes, this man must have been a battle priest in the past, or soone who started as a cleric.)
A poisoned bishop... How interesting... and where is his family na?
(Dear Master, Those who swear themselves to god abandon their surnas to their god and only use their baptised na)
Since the dungeon gave him important information, he closed his eyes and smiled. With a deep breath, Leonhardt responded to the Bishop.
"Bishop Henry, I do not wish to profane against your goddess, or fight humanity."
At least for now.
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